Song | Uncontrolled Substance(Featuring Shadii) - Explicit Version |
Artist | Inspectah Deck |
Album | Uncontrolled Substance |
[00:00.01] | *eerie winds blow* |
[00:08.27] | It had to be this way |
[00:13.31] | This is for real |
[00:15.21] | Nobody said it would be easy |
[00:21.66] | So let it be (ooh.. oh yeah) |
[00:27.98] | Aiyyo, S.I.N.Y., Killa Bee hive |
[00:30.91] | Eastside, duckin' the 5, roll wit' the live |
[00:33.62] | Sweet Love, sweep me in the bug eye, we 'bout to glide |
[00:36.09] | Head fried, spittin' the scribe, move in disguise |
[00:38.74] | Wan' test I? Access denied |
[00:41.30] | I live and die by the motto: let none survive |
[00:43.92] | Livin' off my last cut, can't hold the sword up |
[00:46.58] | You can have that for free before I take your best offer |
[00:49.51] | Stalker, preparin' for your sayonara |
[00:51.99] | Torture, test my waters I come like orca |
[00:54.65] | N1ggas need life supporters, for bein' so weak |
[00:57.26] | I speak as a veteran and lace the heads I've creased |
[00:59.93] | And leave my footprints wherever I've blessed my presence |
[01:02.72] | I.N.S., livin' legend 'til the essence |
[01:05.53] | Given with no prescription, this is the medicine |
[01:08.25] | Settin' a new standard, they fail measurin' up to |
[01:11.60] | They suck too, thorns in the hustle |
[01:13.97] | Pawns in the struggle, darts fly like C.I.s beyond the jungle |
[01:17.54] | Trouble Man can't dance the Hollywood Shuffle |
[01:20.15] | Knees buckle when the Killa Bees come thru |
[01:22.78] | All you heard was "1, 2", then the gun blew |
[01:25.55] | Question is, "From who?", numb you |
[01:27.34] | Like a 100 CC's of ********, taken daily |
[01:30.19] | Keep out of reach of your offsprings |
[01:32.39] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[01:37.67] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[01:43.01] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[01:48.29] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[01:53.51] | Too cold to hold, substance uncontrolled |
[01:56.22] | Five-O said, "Tell it to the judge"; I never told |
[01:58.77] | Never fold, though some turn like fake gold |
[02:01.48] | Young and old I lock down like parole holds |
[02:04.25] | In the midst where the clips blow, I rip shows |
[02:06.87] | Hit your zip code, my sick flow condones |
[02:09.34] | Soon to spread like Ebola, the autopsy showed |
[02:12.04] | The reports, another John Doe — overdoser |
[02:14.65] | Overexposure, facin' the flame thrower |
[02:17.27] | I hold ya hostage — code name's the Ayatollah |
[02:19.93] | Mind controller, 2009 time quota |
[02:22.81] | The high roller, sting like a king cobra |
[02:25.33] | Blow the whistle on kids who unofficial |
[02:27.73] | Pistol pops, ceremony deep within the gristle |
[02:30.29] | Nickel and dime, rhymes sign of the times |
[02:32.70] | My lifeline, bubble like a fine wine, dyin' for mines |
[02:35.87] | The ****man, deliver like the postman |
[02:38.64] | Patrol man, saw the hand-to-hand, did I run? |
[02:41.32] | They know I got the teens strung, plus the fiends come |
[02:44.39] | In abundance, lined up, spendin' 100's |
[02:46.99] | The substance provides, continuous high |
[02:49.30] | I'll give you one free for every 5 sides you buy |
[02:51.87] | Gettin' high off my own supply, low in the ride |
[02:54.57] | With the low eye, daybreak and makin' dough rise |
[02:57.70] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[03:03.08] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[03:08.40] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[03:13.74] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[03:18.73] | My style's so underground, I write rhymes on fossils |
[03:21.50] | Use as directed and wear protective goggles |
[03:24.39] | Shaolin's the borough, rap Picasso |
[03:27.05] | Blow like a hollow-point, foes sure to follow |
[03:29.61] | Pop a bottle forever, can't stop tomorow |
[03:32.17] | Chewin' all food for thought, hard to swallow |
[03:34.94] | Cold like Chicago winds, taps on my convo |
[03:37.65] | El Diablo cross the Verrazano |
[03:40.37] | P.L.O. Style, released while the beasts raid |
[03:42.83] | And those who can't stand the heat, they seek shade |
[03:45.44] | The rapture was told of how one man tackled the globe |
[03:48.62] | We go so deep, it rattles your soul |
[03:50.72] | I see many have come, but few are chose for the role |
[03:53.37] | In this ritual, rhymes walkin' on hot coals |
[03:55.89] | Quick to spot those who pose as friends and foes |
[03:58.55] | Wind up violated like I was the P-O |
[04:01.53] | Satisfaction or your money back |
[04:04.52] | Gotta keep to makin' comebacks |
[04:07.29] | It's the best that you ever had |
[04:09.82] | Got you fiendin' on the next bag |
[04:12.90] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[04:17.51] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[04:23.43] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[04:28.09] | You pumpin' that substance, that's uncontrolled |
[04:39.72] | Uncontrolled... |
[00:00.01] | eerie winds blow |
[00:08.27] | It had to be this way |
[00:13.31] | This is for real |
[00:15.21] | Nobody said it would be easy |
[00:21.66] | So let it be ooh.. oh yeah |
[00:27.98] | Aiyyo, S. I. N. Y., Killa Bee hive |
[00:30.91] | Eastside, duckin' the 5, roll wit' the live |
[00:33.62] | Sweet Love, sweep me in the bug eye, we ' bout to glide |
[00:36.09] | Head fried, spittin' the scribe, move in disguise |
[00:38.74] | Wan' test I? Access denied |
[00:41.30] | I live and die by the motto: let none survive |
[00:43.92] | Livin' off my last cut, can' t hold the sword up |
[00:46.58] | You can have that for free before I take your best offer |
[00:49.51] | Stalker, preparin' for your sayonara |
[00:51.99] | Torture, test my waters I come like orca |
[00:54.65] | N1ggas need life supporters, for bein' so weak |
[00:57.26] | I speak as a veteran and lace the heads I' ve creased |
[00:59.93] | And leave my footprints wherever I' ve blessed my presence |
[01:02.72] | I. N. S., livin' legend ' til the essence |
[01:05.53] | Given with no prescription, this is the medicine |
[01:08.25] | Settin' a new standard, they fail measurin' up to |
[01:11.60] | They suck too, thorns in the hustle |
[01:13.97] | Pawns in the struggle, darts fly like C. I. s beyond the jungle |
[01:17.54] | Trouble Man can' t dance the Hollywood Shuffle |
[01:20.15] | Knees buckle when the Killa Bees come thru |
[01:22.78] | All you heard was " 1, 2", then the gun blew |
[01:25.55] | Question is, " From who?", numb you |
[01:27.34] | Like a 100 CC' s of , taken daily |
[01:30.19] | Keep out of reach of your offsprings |
[01:32.39] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[01:37.67] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[01:43.01] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[01:48.29] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[01:53.51] | Too cold to hold, substance uncontrolled |
[01:56.22] | FiveO said, " Tell it to the judge" I never told |
[01:58.77] | Never fold, though some turn like fake gold |
[02:01.48] | Young and old I lock down like parole holds |
[02:04.25] | In the midst where the clips blow, I rip shows |
[02:06.87] | Hit your zip code, my sick flow condones |
[02:09.34] | Soon to spread like Ebola, the autopsy showed |
[02:12.04] | The reports, another John Doe overdoser |
[02:14.65] | Overexposure, facin' the flame thrower |
[02:17.27] | I hold ya hostage code name' s the Ayatollah |
[02:19.93] | Mind controller, 2009 time quota |
[02:22.81] | The high roller, sting like a king cobra |
[02:25.33] | Blow the whistle on kids who unofficial |
[02:27.73] | Pistol pops, ceremony deep within the gristle |
[02:30.29] | Nickel and dime, rhymes sign of the times |
[02:32.70] | My lifeline, bubble like a fine wine, dyin' for mines |
[02:35.87] | The man, deliver like the postman |
[02:38.64] | Patrol man, saw the handtohand, did I run? |
[02:41.32] | They know I got the teens strung, plus the fiends come |
[02:44.39] | In abundance, lined up, spendin' 100' s |
[02:46.99] | The substance provides, continuous high |
[02:49.30] | I' ll give you one free for every 5 sides you buy |
[02:51.87] | Gettin' high off my own supply, low in the ride |
[02:54.57] | With the low eye, daybreak and makin' dough rise |
[02:57.70] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[03:03.08] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[03:08.40] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[03:13.74] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[03:18.73] | My style' s so underground, I write rhymes on fossils |
[03:21.50] | Use as directed and wear protective goggles |
[03:24.39] | Shaolin' s the borough, rap Picasso |
[03:27.05] | Blow like a hollowpoint, foes sure to follow |
[03:29.61] | Pop a bottle forever, can' t stop tomorow |
[03:32.17] | Chewin' all food for thought, hard to swallow |
[03:34.94] | Cold like Chicago winds, taps on my convo |
[03:37.65] | El Diablo cross the Verrazano |
[03:40.37] | P. L. O. Style, released while the beasts raid |
[03:42.83] | And those who can' t stand the heat, they seek shade |
[03:45.44] | The rapture was told of how one man tackled the globe |
[03:48.62] | We go so deep, it rattles your soul |
[03:50.72] | I see many have come, but few are chose for the role |
[03:53.37] | In this ritual, rhymes walkin' on hot coals |
[03:55.89] | Quick to spot those who pose as friends and foes |
[03:58.55] | Wind up violated like I was the PO |
[04:01.53] | Satisfaction or your money back |
[04:04.52] | Gotta keep to makin' comebacks |
[04:07.29] | It' s the best that you ever had |
[04:09.82] | Got you fiendin' on the next bag |
[04:12.90] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[04:17.51] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[04:23.43] | Too hot to handle, too cold to hold |
[04:28.09] | You pumpin' that substance, that' s uncontrolled |
[04:39.72] | Uncontrolled... |